Lacy's Acting Edition of Plays, Dramas, Farces and Extravagances, Etc., Etc: As Performed at the Various Theatres ...T. H. Lacy, 1849 |
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... eye fell upon an isolated domino . It was blue : it does not , therefore , thought I , concern me . An afterthought , however , occurred , on recollection of the sunshine scene . It was as well to inquire . I did so . It was for Mr ...
... eye fell upon an isolated domino . It was blue : it does not , therefore , thought I , concern me . An afterthought , however , occurred , on recollection of the sunshine scene . It was as well to inquire . I did so . It was for Mr ...
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... eyes . JOSEP . Good day , young cavalier . ( looks closer . Ah ! ' tis a stranger . Ho ! within there ! help ! CARL . ( seizing her arm ) Another word , old woman , is thy last , Save at my pleasure . Thou art dumb ; ' tis well- Then is ...
... eyes . JOSEP . Good day , young cavalier . ( looks closer . Ah ! ' tis a stranger . Ho ! within there ! help ! CARL . ( seizing her arm ) Another word , old woman , is thy last , Save at my pleasure . Thou art dumb ; ' tis well- Then is ...
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... eyes or ears That who your favoured visitor may be " Twere rash to guess at ; yet I scarcely think Our fellowship will much disgrace him . ZANTH . Leave us . HERN . ( X's to c . ) What seek you here ? CARL . First let me know , rough ...
... eyes or ears That who your favoured visitor may be " Twere rash to guess at ; yet I scarcely think Our fellowship will much disgrace him . ZANTH . Leave us . HERN . ( X's to c . ) What seek you here ? CARL . First let me know , rough ...
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... eye so ample , soft , and saintly , Half veiled beneath its deep and downcast lid , Our pilgrim may kneel down and do her homage . His coming ' bodes us good ; it pleases me . The stranger ever at my gate is welcome , To - day most ...
... eye so ample , soft , and saintly , Half veiled beneath its deep and downcast lid , Our pilgrim may kneel down and do her homage . His coming ' bodes us good ; it pleases me . The stranger ever at my gate is welcome , To - day most ...
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... eye Flashes indignant lightning while I pause . Base falterer ! Suspense should damn thee- ( struggles ) No , The pang is past ! Take her , and leave me still My proud inheritance . CARL . Even make the most of it . Heaven speed you ...
... eye Flashes indignant lightning while I pause . Base falterer ! Suspense should damn thee- ( struggles ) No , The pang is past ! Take her , and leave me still My proud inheritance . CARL . Even make the most of it . Heaven speed you ...
Términos y frases comunes
AGAMEM AGAMEMNON AJAX ALICE aloud ANGEL Barlow BERTURCIO BIDDY BOLING Bolingbroke BRIAN CADE CADEROUSSE CALCH CAPTAIN CARL CHARLES CLARIS CLARISSA comes CORNE Corney CROSSTREE DAME Danglars Dantés dear DICK door DORA dress Duke EDMOND EDWIN Enter Exeunt Exit FARIA father FERNAND FLUK FUSSLE FUSSLETON GERALD girl give GLAUCE GRICE hand happy HATC hath hear heart heaven HELEN HERN Hernani honour JACK king lady laugh LAZON LAZONBY letter look lord Lovelace LUCY madam married MARY MENEL Menelaus MERC Mercedés Miss Monsieur MONTE CRISTO MOREL MUDDLE MUSHA NELLY never OLD CURIOSITY SHOP PARIS PATTY PENNY Pennythorne PENRYN poor PORNIC PYEF QUILP RICHARD Richard II SCENE Scroggins SHAUN speak STAN sure SUSAN SWIV TATTLE tell thee there's THOMAS HAILES LACY thou Tregarvon TRENT uncle Villefort What's wife WIGGLE young ZANTH
Pasajes populares
Página 36 - All murdered : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be feared, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable...
Página 56 - God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience ; — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Página 35 - No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
Página 9 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience ; — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Página 20 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Página 36 - For Heaven's sake, let us sit upon the ground, And tell sad stories of the death of kings ; — How some have been deposed, some slain in war; Some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed ; Some poisoned by their wives, some sleeping killed; All murdered.
Página 10 - Ay, truly ; for the power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness : this was sometime a paradox, but now the time gives it proof.
Página 17 - And now my tongue's use is to me no more Than an unstringed viol, or a harp ; Or like a cunning instrument cas'd up, Or, being open, put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
Página 36 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Página 41 - I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, My gay apparel for an almsman's gown, My figur'd goblets for a dish of wood, My sceptre for a palmer's walking-staff, My subjects for a pair of carved saints, And my large kingdom for a little grave, A little little grave, an obscure grave; Or I'll be buried in the king's highway, Some way of common trade, where subjects...